On the opposite side, the three saint sons have also stabilized their bodies.
Either they are all saint sons, or they all have a grudge against him. Look at that expression! They are so eerily similar, with cold light shining in their eyes, violent invisibility, and they look very much like the three devils.
"Thank you for the rescue." Yuan Shang said gratefully.
However, the three saint sons ignored him and only looked at Zhao Yun.
To be honest, they were not in the mood to save Yuan Shang. However, they happened to be nearby and happened to hear Yuan Shang's call. Then they rushed to take a look. When they saw it was Ji Hen, they launched a powerful attack without hesitation.
, um. That’s what’s called a sneak attack.
"It has returned to its normal state." The Holy Son of the Magic Mountain smiled grimly.
"I like that sword of yours." Zhao Yun ignored the Holy Son of the Magic Mountain and only looked at the Demonic Dragon Sword.
There is also the second part of this sentence: After a while, the sword will belong to me.
"If you destroy my magic armor, I will kill you tonight." The Holy Son of the Demon Palace gritted his teeth.
"I like your black magic armor too." Zhao Yun twisted his neck fiercely.
"Ji Hen, I've been looking for you for a long time."
They are all saints, each one has a line, and there is no shortage of Wang Yang. Compared with the Holy Son of the Magic Mountain and the Holy Son of the Demon Palace, this guy's murderous intention is the coldest. He has encountered Ji Hen twice and was almost destroyed both times.
Yes, this hatred has been engraved into his bone marrow. Unless he kills Ji Hen, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart.
"Are you looking for me to die?"
Zhao Yun said, scanning Wang Yang up and down.
He still couldn't tell whether this was Wang Yang's true body. He only knew that this Wang Yang had extremely powerful magic power. Since the last encounter, he had probably swallowed a lot of creatures. Otherwise, he wouldn't be like this.
He advanced to the Ksitigarbha Realm in a short period of time, and even he was shocked by the speed of advancement.
kill!
Wang Yang was the first to attack, with a palm falling from the sky. The five-finger seal was extremely heavy. There were not many young people who could use such power. His magic power was too refined, which enhanced his combat power.
Zheng!
Zhao Yun put his fingers together and instantly released the Immortal Killing Technique.
The Holy Son of the Demon Palace sneered and cast a restraining method to assist Wang Yang.
Let’s not mention the usual internal strife.
Now that we have a common enemy, killing Ji Hen is the right way to go.
Zhao Yun's movements were stagnant, and he was half a moment too slow.
The five-finger seal suddenly fell, making him stagger.
"Sea of Demonic Dragons."
The Holy Son of the Magic Mountain shouted violently and waved the Demonic Dragon Sword.
Suddenly, a sea of demons surged and engulfed Zhao Yun.
open!
Zhao Yun split the demonic sea with a Immortal Killing Technique and jumped out from within.
"Magic Clock: Trap and Kill."
The Holy Son of the Demon Palace clasped his hands together and quickly changed the seal.
There was a buzz in the air, and a big black bell crashed down.
Zhao Yun was unable to dodge and was covered on the spot.
"Magic Tower: Forbidden."
After the magic bell, there is a black pagoda, which comes from the Holy Son of the Magic Mountain, covering the magic bell. In order to increase its power, he also pressed his magic dragon sword on the magic tower.
"Devil's Furnace: Refining and Destruction."
Wang Yang scolded coldly, evolving the secret technique with one hand.
Accompanied by a buzzing sound, a jet-black alchemy furnace transformed and enveloped the magic tower and the magic clock. The three of them resonated, demonic evil overflowed, magic light flew, and dark magic patterns were engraved and circulated on them.
"Give it to me. Break it."
Zhao Yun shook the mountain with one punch, trying to forcefully break the ban.
However, it failed to break, as if it was hit by a blast on a steel plate.
Pound! Bang! Bang!
He did not believe in evil and struck with punch after punch.
The magic clock buzzed, the magic tower roared, and the magic furnace trembled, but it did not break. On the contrary, his fist bones were shattered by the shock. This was supposed to be a secret technique of combining attacks, and it took three saints to perform it.
As for what kind of doorway, he still doesn't know, he only knows that its power is very domineering.
"Three Holy Sons are so powerful if they join forces?"
Yuan Shang's fellow hadn't left yet, he was looking at
Shocked.
He knew Ji Hen's fighting power, but he was trapped in it and couldn't get out.
Look at this posture, it's only a matter of time before he is refined and destroyed.
"Force me to open up." .??.??
"Wind and Thunder Jue: Ten Thousand Swords Return to One."
As soon as Zhao Yun drank a sonorous drink, his avatar gathered strength, and he used his peak sword, piercing through the magic clock, magic tower and magic furnace in one breath. The raging magic light suddenly exploded, turning into pieces of soot and scattered across the sky and the earth.
As for the black magic pattern, it also collapsed in pieces.
Well.!
The three saints groaned and all retreated, with shock in their eyes, what a strong sword.
What shocked Yuan Shang the most was that he could break such a ban. He really underestimated Ji Hen's combat power.
"It's better to leave early."
The guy turned around and ran away without even thinking about it.
Behind him, the screams of the Three Saint Sons came. They surged up, and the momentum was connected, and the demons were also connected, forming a sea of demons. There were resentful spirits wailing in it, and just listening to it made me feel uneasy.
"Rat."
Zhao Yun was not timid at all, he came despite the strong wind.
After the warm-up, the real battle begins.
The Three Saint Sons were so demonic that they were all unrivaled in their attacks. They all used their ultimate annihilation move. Moreover, they cooperated tacitly and beat Zhao Yun with blood. Young Master Zhao could not stop him. Even in a one-on-three fight, it was enough.
Domineering, attacking forcefully without any defense, an invincible state of mind, an invincible fighting spirit, all the pores in the body are breathing hot essence, like a ball of burning flames.
Boom! Bang!
The three of them fought out of the valley and into the forest.
The secret technique exploded, and bright fire exploded, followed by layers of terrifying halos, rampaging wildly in the mountains and forests. Pieces of ancient trees were cut in half, and rubble in the mountains collapsed and flew all over the sky before they could fall.
, turned into ashes, a good mountain forest, because of the fight between the three of them, became chaotic, and all the devils in the mountain forest were frightened, and they all fled underground.
There are ruthless people every year, but there are especially many tonight.
If there are four of them, each one is stronger than the other, so it is safer to hide.
"Where does the background come from?"
"Why the power is endless."
The three holy sons all frowned, and became more and more frightened as they beat each other. Ji Hen's energy and blood were more powerful than imagined, and his vitality was also more vigorous than imagined. Especially his true energy, which seemed to be inexhaustible. It was originally a secret.
Technique versus bombardment, they were three against one, unable to suppress the other side, and were beaten back by the other side. Even if the other side had Dan Hai, it was impossible for them to have so much real energy.
Could it be that it is the power of regeneration?
"What the hell."
"Restrictions to prevent theft?"
Zhao Yun, who was fighting, also murmured in his heart.
Since the beginning of the war, he has used the Immortal Stealing Technique more than once, but it has not worked. In other words, the bodies of the three of them are all engraved with a weird secret pattern, which means that even if they try to steal the Immortal, nothing can be stolen.
It seems that all information is exchanged.
Just like the Holy Son of the Devil's Palace, who suffered a big loss, learned wisely and took protection in advance, Wang Yang and the Holy Son of the Devil's Mountain were probably the same, both carved weird secret patterns, so that the magic of stealing immortals was ineffective and could not be stolen.
After finding the treasure but not being able to steal the anti-explosion talisman, why did you still want to blow them up?
No problem.
Even if you can't blow them up, you can still kill them one by one.
The premise is that don't mess with the transformation of heaven and earth.
Buzz!
I'm really afraid of what's going to happen.
Just when he was showing off his power, the whole mountain and forest trembled.
The four people fighting were all caught off guard and were moved apart.
"Bullshit." Zhao Yun cursed secretly.
If you don't come early, you won't come late, but you come now.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a bang. He seemed to have hit a wall. To be precise, he hit a mountain. To be more precise, he hit a big guy. How big was it? It was as big as a mountain. Yes, it was exactly that.
The Supreme Fierce Tiger was crouching there looking in all directions. He knocked him to the ground.
When Zhao Yun saw this, he twitched the corner of his mouth.
This big guy is not easy to mess with.
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There will be chapters later, so it will come later.